Saturday, December 31

Stuff I really did do in 2011.

Looking at my 35 things list from last year
my first thought is...

What in the hell was I thinking?
What is wrong with the chick who wrote this?!?!?

I seriously need to start living in reality.
{At least partially.}
and here's why:

1. Have a baby.
And the list should stop right there. 

Okay, maybe include one more:
2. Try to survive.

but no.
I casually included
and "hike with my boys" in the same breath.

as if having a baby and going on a hike are in the same realm.
as if adding another human being to the planet
would not turn our entire known world upside down in the best possible way

and also. I'll let you in on a little secret:
I'm not even a hiker.
I wouldn't even know where to go if I wanted to go.
which I don't. want to go hiking.
because I'm not a hiker.

I love the idea of me saying
"Come on two month old baby and 
extremely bitter, barely potty trained, 3 year old"
"Let's go hiking!" 
But reality?
uh uh.

So, I'm not going to beat myself up about all of the hikes I didn't take.
Or apple picking excursions we didn't go on.

I'm simply going to create a new list.
A list to celebrate the things I did do.
And then I'm gonna say
Yay me. 

35 Things {I actually did do} in 2011

1. Have a baby.
{yes, I'm yelling at you.
jumping up and down, with my hands waving}
That can fill up all 35 spaces right there.
Let us pause for a moment to acknowledge this big deal.

Okay let's go...

2. Survived.
We made it through the first 6 months with baby #2.

3.Worked full time through pregnancy.
{and I did a damn good job.
of course it helps that I have the best job ever.}

4. Potty trained a very strong-willed child.

5. Took a liking to turquoise and orange.

6. Was a vendor at the Queen Bee market.

8. Made and gave Chex Mix to my neighbors!

10. Started preschool.
Okay, not me.
But it felt like it was me,
 so I'm proud of myself.

11. Threw away all of my maternity clothes.

12. Became addicted to Pinterest.

13. Received a commission from Sharp Hospital
for original art work, which made me feel like a real artist.

14. Decided {once and for all}
I hate doing them in the worst possible way.
And I will never put myself through that again.

15. Gave up trying to figure out Photoshop &
discovered my beloved Picnik.

16. Fell in love. Again.

17. I had my lettering exemplar published
in Somerset.

18. Found a great counselor.

19. Helped orphans.
{As part of a fundraiser for the
Sparrow Fund and little Sergey & Xander.}

21. Learned a ton about how to run
my etsy shop from their online labs videos.

22. Bought this book and read it cover to cover because I so admire her work.

23. My Christmas Angels were published in
Cloth Paper Scissors for the first time
{so, so exciting}

24. Got a king sized bed.

25. Got to be a part of Creative Book Club.

26. Played hours of cars and trains and concert shows.

27. Survived hours of Yo Gabba Gabba.

28. Painted.

I can't think of any more right now,
but I know there's more.

The point is
even though I didn't go hiking,
I did a lot of stuff this in 2011.
So I'm going to celebrate the stuff I did do.
The life I did live.
and not get all grumpy and hard on
myself about the silly stuff I didn't do.

I think you should do the same.
I hope you do.
I hope you take a little time to celebrate the
life you've chosen to live this year.
Let me know if you do and I'll link you up.
Happy, happy new year to you, my friend.


Tuesday, December 27

shoot. I think I missed Christmas.

But thank you, Lord, that it’s over.
And thank you Mary for this post.
You always make me feel okay to be my human self.
Here what she posted:
If we have neglected the spiritual call of Advent for yet another year, and have allowed ourselves to become thoroughly frazzled by December 24, all is not lost. We are, in face, in very good shape for Christmas.
Oh good.
 That’s me.
 I qualify.

This makes me happy.
The thrill of hope.
The weary world rejoices.
These 2 lines keep ringing through my ears.

I love this version of this song.
Anything Mac Powell sings sounds sexy to me.
Even O Holy Night.

We made it, friends.
We made it through the madness.
And now we can eat fudge for breakfast.
 and exercise in the morning.
{or the morning after that}
{or maybe in January}

Saturday, December 24

The Chex Mix Conspiracy

 I had a serious wrestling match with God over this stupid Chex Mix and my stupid neighbors.
(It’s a good thing I have such a great attitude about it though.)
I had a million and one good reasons not to pass it out to my scary stranger neighbors.
And I let him have them. The whole million. And one.
And I kept telling him, my perfectly wonderful reasons:
First and most importantly:
I don’t want to.
Plain and simple.
I’m sick.
I’m covered in spit up.
I just got a stupid hair cut.
My eye liner is down to my chin, again.
It’s vitally important that I check Pinterest so that I can feel even
more inadequate in every realm of life than I already do.
Oh, my 3 year old is being an a#$hole right now. Serious.
We are spending entire DAYS {days I say} in time out.
And you me to expose unsuspecting soles to his wrath?!?
Really, Lord?
And did I mention that I don’t want to.
And He kept telling me to just do it.
So there it was.
And there I was.
It was getting dark so I wrangled Jack into the stroller with
 his Santa hat on and 43 bags of Chex Mix.
And we went to our 1st house.
And we were both nervous. Standing at the door with our little bags.
And no one was home.
And then we went to our 2nd house. And we were less nervous.
And no one was home.
And then our 3rd.

And finally Chuck answered the door.
{Thank you Chuck}
Chuck the sweet guy who lives alone.
The guy we see going to the mailbox after work in his chef outfit.
The guy who we’ve never known his name and we both shift eyes when we see each other.
That Chuck.
And my little a#$hole transformed into his sweet little 3 year old self. In a Santa hat.
“Merry Christmas. We made you some Chex Mix.”
 Then he proceeded to engage in a full on conversation about
Santa and Christmas and life in general.
And it was glorious.
All of that wrestling was worth it.
As always. It always is.
And my temporarily transformed 3 year old and I continued down our street
Spreading Chex Mix and cheer.
To the junior high boys playing football in the street.
{All I could think about was Young Life kids}
To the super cute family of 5 girls who I didn’t even know lived there.
To the cat woman with dark house and all the “go away” signs on her porch.
And each person was genuinely glad to see us & not scary.
Until Jack peed in his pants and we had to run home hop in the bath.
For the 3rd time today.

And I did it.
And God is faithful.
He always shows up.
Every single time.
Kind of reminds me of Christmas.

Thanks for reading my words dear friends.
I hope you have a really great holiday with your friends and family.

Wednesday, December 7

On being brave: love thy neighbor

do you know your neighbors?
i don't.

we've lived here 3 and a half years and
i still don't know my neighbors.
which has kind of been okay with me,
until now.

when i was 10 we moved to california.
encinitas to be exact.
and i grew up with my neighbors.
we were in and out of each other's
houses all day long.

we walked to school together.
we played capture the flag.
we dressed up in sparkley flapper dresses
we made invitations and knocked on doors for the
whole neighborhood to watch us put on "shows" in Tyme's front yard.
we sang and danced to whitney houston and the sound track to stand by me.

our families went on ski trips
and celebrated christmas eve together.
i got to grow up in community
and i didn't even know it.

but i knew it was sweet and i knew it was special.
i could feel it.
and i loved it.

what i didn't know is that it doesn't just happen.
i have to put myself out there. {ugh}
i have to make an effort. {sigh}
i have to risk being uncomfortable. {really?}
i have to make small talk with strangers.
i have to be brave.

if i want the rich life that comes from being brave.
and i do.

so here's what i'm gonna do.
i'm gonna start small.
no grandiose awkward parties or anything.

first i'm gonna walk around the neighborhood with my kiddos
and pray for each family that lives in each house.
silently of course. so as not to freak out the strangers on my street.

{i'm not saying this cause i'm super spiritual.
 i promise. i'm not.
i'm saying it because i remember going on prayer walks
on highschool campuses as a young life leader
and it calms my heart and brings me peace
and reminds me that it all belongs to God.
and i need that reminder.a lot.}

then i'm gonna bake {or buy} something
a lot of somethings
and make them pretty and put them
 in the wagon and deliver them.
door to door.
in person.
to strangers.
i know.

and all the while i will be scared and nervous and thinking
ugh. this is not what i want to be doing right now.
but i will do it and god will work and
i will say thank you lord.

and wait for my next brave assignment.


Monday, December 5

hello monday

hello christmas
hello parties
hello baking
hello Christmas tree buy decorating
{love this idea}

Source: via Mandy on Pinterest
hello handmade ornaments

hello getting my body outside
with 2 littles and moving
hello my favorite devotional

hello Elmo's Christmas dvd
{over and over and over again}
 hello Christmas blend
Help bring Xander home!
15% of all sales from the shop
will go to Xander's adoption fund
thanks to Jeanette

Monday, November 28

hello monday

today is the last day of the shop sale.
25% off everything & accepting commissions
coupon code: holiday

tyler is having a super cute bunny ornament giveaway.
go see her. she's rad.

hello christmas decorating

hello sideways photos that won't rotate
 no matter how mant times i try

hello crazy hot summer days

hello advent calendar making

inspired by pinterest , of course

hello christmas music

hello my new favorite necklace from her
{hello blurry photo}

hello parenting class tonight
{hallelujah for this reccommended by her}

hello doggy birthday party under the kitchen table

hello gift list making

hello messy studio

hello messy everywhere-i-turn

{linking with lisa}


Thursday, November 24

Give personalized, handmade art for Christmas

It's here.
Black Friday.
Small Business Saturday.
Cyber Monday.

Take 25% off of everything in the shop.
COUPON CODE: holiday

I am accepting orders for commissioned paintings with personalized
verses and quotes for the people you love
this weekend only.

Prices are as follows:
11 x 14 $75 (+$12 shipping)
14 x 18 $85 (+$12 shipping)
16 x 20 $95 (+$18 shipping)
18 x 24 $105 (+$18 shipping)

Here are some commissions that I've done in the past.
These make great one-of-a-kind gifts.
I'd love to create one for you.

Email me at and
I'll set up a custom listing for you.

Happy shopping!

Tuesday, November 22

Queen Bee Market with a side of random

came and went.
It came and went without one single itty bitty
picture taken on my part.
On Friday night I forgot my camera. Oh well.
On Saturday I remembered my camera
and forgot my memory card.
But I did remember my 2 small children
bottles, diapers & all,
and fall in love with Mindy
Does everyone already love her?
Love, love, love her new Christmas CD.


I took Joshy to school.
He was completely entertained by first graders. The whole time.

I'm madly finishing a bunch a Christmas pieces with scripture
for my house and for the big shop sale on black Friday.

Watching Parenthood. Best show on television.
I think they might have a hidden camera in our house.
Anyone wanna come over?

Wanna laugh until you cry?
Here are some of my new favorite blogs:
she introduced me to her as she talked me down
from the mommy's going crazy ledge
who introduced me to her
which led me here
and I always love her

and oh *&^%&*#.
nap time canNOT be over already.
i think I might cry.
and put on another pot of coffee at 3:00 in the afternoon.

Sunday, November 20

His grace is sufficient.

My grace is sufficient for you (erin)
(and you too my dear bloggy friend)
My power is made perfect in weakness.
God has been whispering this verse to me over and over again.
In that still, small whisper that only comes when I am quiet.

His grace is enough to heal all of my wounded parts.
His grace is enough fill up the many places I fall short.
His grace is enough to bring the parts of my life and my hopes and my dreams,
that I thought were dead, back to life.

This for me.
and for you.
to remember.
every day.

God is in the business of
bringing dead things to life.
making all things new.
 healing the sick parts of us.
binding up the wounds of the broken.
making us whole.

His grace is sufficient.

Monday, November 14

hello monday {link up}

hello druel-faced toe-grabber
{almost 5 months}

hello trader joe's chai tea

hello christmas angels in my mailbox
come back here for a tutorial on thursday
{thank you cloth paper scissors}

hello lazy mornings

hello hours of dance parties in the garage with daddy's old dj stuff
hello {and thank you} etsy orders to package

hello my latest netflix streaming addictions
{guilty pleasures. i can't stop watching.}
hello getting ready for queen bee market this friday
goodbye sweet auntie cami from texas
{we miss you}
goodbye pinterest
{this week only}
goodbye 3 bags of maternity clothes
goodbye summer
what are you saying hello to today?
linking up with lisa today